Here is Cupid, home from the hospital, sulking in his 'tent' like Achilles. He has to become almost two-dimensional in order to be able to squeeze into the very small space beneath this cupboard on wheels. The space is about two and a half inches high but somehow, he manages.
The hospital told me to keep him in a small, confined area but my thought was the half-bathroom off the kitchen. I therefore placed a litter box in there last night with food dish and water and a clean towel on the floor.
Two hours later, I heard a terrible thumping from my room below the kitchen. It sounded as though he were hurling himself at the door! When I went upstairs to open the door, he shot through it instantly and squeezed beneath the cupboard.
When he first came home, he sat in my lap and purred while growling and making little cries of pain or unhappiness. And yet, he purred and gave me kisses... Today, however, he is determined to remain beneath the cupboard. If I pull him out, he will sit with me for a moment and then shoot off to his hiding place. How long will this go on???
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